The 38 to Clapton Pond

Centre Point. It's like some vast middle finger rising up above London. Ooh we love the 60s. The Beatles. The Stones. Mary Quant. All that dayglo myth. Show even the most ardent 60s nostalgist even a glimpse of Centre Point and they'll head for the hills. I've grown to rather like Centre Point over the years. Happy New Year.

A graffito missed by many.

… by jumping into the Regent's Canal.

Fred Perry at the All England Lawn Tennis & Croquet Club.

Paul Weller modelling in the window of DAKS on Jermyn Street – with a reflection of St James's, Piccadilly, Christopher Wren's most westerly London church. Weller follows in the Jermyn Street footsteps of Jarvis Cocker (click HERE for earlier pic).

All Hallows by the Tower – spire bought and paid for by the Canadians after the Blitz – captured through a temporary gap created by demolition.

30 years and more since the papers started to leave Fleet Street. I wonder Fleet Street will cease to exist as a metonym for the business of publishing papers.

Senate House, by Charles Holden. Considered to be a skyscraper back in 1937. It's 210 feet (64 metres) high. Diddy. The building is the inspiration for Orwell's Ministry of Truth in 1984 .

…on High Street Kensington.

Work continues on Crossrail at Tottenham Court Road – where once stood the Astoria Theatre. Much missed.

Down the stairwell of The Monument.

A bombed-out church in The City.

If only somebody could write a song about this…

Opened to the public a year ago today. We can see it from all over London, clamouring for attention. Are we bored with The Shard yet?

I bet he's seen some shocking gussets in his time.

The Bell in Spitalfields E1.

It's a long way to Tipperary? Nah, it's in Fleet Street, the oldest Irish pub in London.

Blue box by Earl's Court Station

Has there ever been a less-likely super model than Jarvis Cocker? Here he is modelling skinny shirts for Turnbull and Asser.

Mist and smoke – a London peasouper in miniature on the Grand Union Canal on a blue winter day.

A misty winter morning down by the Thames at Richmond – taken yesterday on "Blue Monday" the so-called most depressing day of the year.

Jeezo. I'd hate to see the state of Old American Burger.

No advertising. No message. No slogans. Strangely restful.

It's always Movember at the British Museum.

A pillar box from the 326 day reign of King Edward VIII in South London.

A Starbucks crime scene. Whodunnit?

… was a thrilling affair this year.

St Patrick's R.C Church, Soho Square, viewed through the site of the old Astoria Theatre, pulled down to make way for Cross Rail.

The ghost of Joe Meek on the Holloway Road. Happy New Year.